A small woodshed stands attached to the north side of our house. Its floor is dirt, and because the shed is not tightly sealed, I often share it with several chipmunks who leave empty black walnut shells strewn around as if they are at a ballpark. One recent morning I saw what looked like an […]
At first glance, there would seem to be little connecting the stories you will find as you turn the pages of this issue. Ski hills that for generations have been the center of their communities. A library archivist who rescued his city’s memories. A Cuban-American poet who found both a home and inspiration in small-town […]
By bringing together young immigrants in song, this Portland, Maine, chorus offers a life-changing experience for performers and audience alike.
Holiday decorating is all in the family for two Massachusetts sisters who live in houses deeply rooted in place and history.
A year ago I ended this page with a hopeful note: “One day soon, I know I will begin like this: We are back on the trail. Let’s go see everyone we have missed. It doesn’t matter when it is, it will be like our first Christmas.” And last spring, as we proudly showed off […]
A stranger’s kindness, and an unforgettable gift.
On the morning of September 11, 2001, Maine ticket agent Mike Tuohey checked in two of the hijackers. For years afterward, he wrestled with the question: Could he have done something to stop them?
I begin my mornings scrolling through a host of New England newspapers online, just seeing what people are up to. One day in May I read in the Bangor Daily News about Woodland Consolidated School, in the small town of Woodland in Aroostook County, Maine. For years, educators there have emphasized teaching cursive writing, that […]
With the motto “something discarded is simply something not yet found,” designer Joanne Palmisano revitalizes interiors by blending new and old.
For the best college baseball players in the country, summer on Cape Cod is no vacation; it’s an audition that could change their life. Photographer Alex Gagne shares scenes of summer with the Cape Cod Baseball League.
What do we do with things that hold special meaning only for us?
In a small Pennsylvania town there is a modest brick house, built at the end of the Second World War. You can see on one wall countless tiny nicks, the result of someone having thrown a hard object against it for hundreds, even thousands of hours. I know this to be true because, from early […]
